Chapter 5: We're almost late for our event

“Shawna, are you serious? Were you seriously going to beat up a pregnant woman?” I scoffed, “ you have to apologise to her.”

Shawna had caused a scene and we ended up cancelling our plans, I wasn't in the right state of mind to go shopping so now we were heading back into the house.

“I couldn't possibly have known she was pregnant, and what's the point of apologising to her when I didn't even touch her, you literally pulled me before I could reach her.”

“Oh my God you're so unbelievable.”

I opened the door, and standing in front of me was my husband, he was dressed in a regal black suit that molded to his powerful frame, he emitted an effortless dominance. His designer shoes gleamed under the soft light, and his freshly styled hair, slicked back to perfection, only made him more seductive and irresistible. He was a temptation I couldn’t ignore. My body reacted before my mind could catch up,he was doing things to me, without even laying a finger on me.

“Are you heading somewhere?” I asked him, but he could barely answer my question before Isla rushed in.

“My fiancé, thank God you're here, they were going to hurt me, I don't know what I did to them to make them hate me so much.” she was crying but even a blind person could tell she was faking it.

She attempted to collapse in his body so he could catch her but he smoothly tilted his body sideways, with his hands in his pocket, making her fall directly on the ground.

Shawna burst out laughing and pointing at Isla. From the look on Isla's face, I could tell she was embarrassed, Zane had humiliated her in front us.

Zane completely ignored Isla's existence and stretched his hand towards me, “I have an event to attend, a yacht exhibition, do you mind coming with me, who knows, we could even get you one,” he said, giving me a very warm smile.

He took my hand in his and we both walked past Isla back into the house.

“Shawna, Elias is going to pick you up, you and my wife can spend some time together later,” Zane said. Shawna seemed okay with it because she just smiled at us and sat down in the sitting room.

Zane was still holding my hand as he guided me up the stairs towards our bedroom so I could change.

“Baby I got you a dress, a limited edition Swarovski, I actually got it before your accident but you haven't had the chance to wear it since then, so I thought today would be a perfect day for you to wear it.”

He led me into the room and then turned around to close the door.

“The dress is over there,” he said gesturing towards a luxurious box with an exquisite design, from the packaging you could tell it was from a High end brand.

I took the box to the closet and changed into the dress.

The black dress shimmered with diamond studs, each one catching the light as they draped elegantly over the fabric. It was short, exposing my thighs and strapless, leaving my arms and shoulders bare. The way it hugged my curves created a flawless hourglass shape, effortlessly seductive.

I did a side part on my soft brown hair and brushed everything down, letting it fall down my back in loose waves. For my makeup, I did something simple. I applied just a little concealer, a touch of blush, and a bold red lipstick that added just the right amount of hotness.

As I stared at my reflection, a quiet confidence settled over me. I looked stunning, and I couldn't wait for Zane to see me. Though there was a problem, for some reason , I couldn't get the zipper on the dress, Zane would have to help me with that.

I walked out of the closet, a little nervous about what Zane's reaction would be like. His eyes darted to my direction immediately I opened the door and his eyes, his gray eyes dilated the moment he saw me, his eyes slowly scanned my body, first my shoulders , then my hair, and his eyes moved downwards to my thighs and it stayed there for a couple of seconds, he bit his lower lip before opening his mouth to speak.

“You look breathtaking,”

I giggled, covering my mouth with the back of my palm.

“I need some help with my zip, do you mind helping out?” I asked him, and walked towards where he was standing. I turned around, now my back was facing him and I moved my hair to the front, exposing my bare back.

He stood still for a moment, silent, watching me with an intensity that sent a shiver down my spine. Then, his fingers grazed my bare shoulders lightly, like a feather.

A slow warmth spread through my veins, my breath hitching as he stepped closer. His warm breath brushed against my skin before his hands found my waist, pulling me against him. I felt his hard member pressing into my backside , and my pulse quickened.

His lips found my neck, soft at first, a lingering kiss that made my body arch instinctively. Then he suckled, his teeth grazing just enough to leave a trail of heat behind. He trailed his kisses upward, slow and deliberate, until he reached my earlobe.

A sharp gasp escaped my lips as he turned me around in a split second, facing him.

Before I could process what was happening, his lips crashed into mine. He kissed me with an aching slowness, his tongue parting my lips, exploring, claiming. Every stroke sent fire burning through my veins. His body pressed harder against mine, his arousal undeniable as it rubbed against my waist, rigid and demanding.

A desperate, tingling ache built low in my stomach, spreading heat between my thighs. I squeezed my legs together, the friction only intensifying the pleasure. The kiss turned rougher, more urgent, as if he was searching for something just beyond reach, something he couldn’t grasp but wouldn’t stop reaching for.

I was dizzy, breathless, losing myself in him, in the way he consumed me. And I wanted more.

My fingers found his waistband, eager to touch him, to feel him without barriers. I pulled his zipper down but the second my fingertips brushed against his member, he pulled away.

We were both panting, apparently I wasn't the only one having trouble breathing during the kiss.

“Be careful what you wish for,” he zipped his trousers back up and turned me around , zipping my dress up too.

“Why did you stop?” I asked him, everything was going smoothly till he pulled away, why did he pull away from this kiss.

“You just got out of the hospital, you can't handle me, not now, not until you've fully recovered.”

“Try me,” I demanded, but he just chuckled and adjusted his tie.

“We're almost late for our event.”

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We got to the venue for the yacht exhibition and judging from the kind of cars packed outside, I could tell this was an event for the top elites of the country.

Two of Zane's men followed us into the building, keeping a reasonable distance while the rest stayed outside by the cars.

We walked into the event and all eyes were on us, they were all looking but nobody approached us and as we walked down towards were the yachts were exhibited, everybody in our path quickly moved to the side making it easy for us to work through the crowd. I couldn't tell if they were star struck or scared, though it was probably the latter, Zane had a reputation.

Unlike what I was expecting, the yachts weren't actually in front of us, they used a slideshow to display pictures of the yachts in different angles as well as the interior so the people looking at it would know exactly what to expect when they see it in real life.

We walked past a few yachts until one immediately caught my eyes, it was love at first sight.

“Zane,”

“Yes, Amy baby”

“I want this,” I said, pointing at the yacht being displayed in front of us.

“Your wish is my command,” then he turned around and waved at a man , who immediately walked towards where we were standing.

“I see this yacht has caught your eye, what would you like to know about it,” the man asked.

“I want it,” I said , still looking at the slideshow. “Tell me everything you know about it.”

“Alright Mrs Blackwood.” The man replied.

“Her name is ENERGY, The Empire That Floats Amels created the 78-meter superyacht ENERGY, a wonder of strength and style. Espen Oino's sleek, angular shape slashes through the waves like a predator.

A striking display of luxury is created by the huge helipad, sun loungers, and infinity pools.

A palace at sea has been made inside by Zuretti Interior Design. The mood is established by velvet lounges, marble flooring, and golden chandeliers, and the room is flooded with light from floor-to-ceiling windows.

Every element of the salon, from the hand-stitched leather to the silk drapes, exudes richness, and a grand piano is resting there.

ENERGY, which costs about $180 million, is more than just a boat. It is a floating kingdom designed for the world's wealthiest.”

I immediately fell more in love with the yacht.

Zane smiled seeing how enthralled I was by the yacht.

“My accountant will get in touch with you and we'll discuss how to transport the Yacht to my port. I'm getting it for my wife,” Zane said to the man.

I was about to explode out of excitement

“Yessss” I screamed, and jumped up before hugging him.

He looked so happy seeing me happy.

“Sir I need you to come with me so you could sign a few papers,” the main said to Zane.

“Baby I need you to stay right here, I'll be back before you know it.”

“Alright,” I replied, smiling at him.

I couldn't contain the excitement in me, I can't wait to go on a Yacht cruise with Shawna, she could even bring Elias and I'll bring Zane, I was still deep in Dreamland imagining how I would have fun on my yacht when I heard my name.

“Amelia?”, the voice was almost a whisper.

I turned to see a strange man, I didn't recognise his face or his voice, but with the way he looked at me and with the emotions in his eyes, I don't think I was a stranger to him, he looked at me like I meant something to him.

“Do I know you?” I asked, narrowing my

eyes as I tried to jog my memory.

He smiled and took a couple of steps closer before he spoke.

“I'm your husband.”